Baby Angel

Not many people knew that I had a miscarriage before. It was between Tyger and Princess, basically we were trying for baby no 2 then. It was an exciting moment as we were happily anticipating this baby but I was overconfident. Why? you might ask.

Well, it was just 6 months after Tyger and I felt that it’s just another pregnancy… sab sab sui lah (easy peasy)! I proceeded to do everything as usual, never thought that I was pregnant and I should slow down. I was careless, kept thinking that my body was strong enough since I have properly ‘pou’ (nourished) after Tyger. Another pregnancy should be breezy. How wrong I was!

Alas, I started to bleed a little. I got panicky, went to see a GP. They couldn’t say much as they were not experts, only advising me to see my gynae. As the next appointment was in just a few days, we decided to wait until then.

Dr Goh, my gynae, was taken aback as he kept scanning around my tummy. I was 3 months along then. After awhile, he had to finally concluded that I had lost the baby! Both Hubby and I were devastated! I just couldn’t believe my ears! I felt as though I was in a nightmare, on zombie mode throughout Dr Goh’s explanation and advice. I  was told to do a D&C and had to be hospitalized for 2 nights. It was Christmas eve 2002.

After D&C, I was warded with other happy mothers which added more salt to the despair, the wound deepened, hurting more. I was snappy especially on Christmas day when this idiotic of a husband was complaining non-stop of the doctor enforcing his wife to opt for c-sect, claiming that the doctor was actually rushing off and wanting to make extra money. Hallo!!! Your wife and baby’s life were in danger! How can you simply blame the doctor??? Are you medically capable to decide for your wife??? He was such a selfish bastard, kept thinking of that extra RM2 – 3k cost! WTF!!! Here I am, on the next bed, baby-less!!! Pfft!!!

Anyway, after conceiving Princess, the zombified, empty feeling subsided but through the years, it does return, on and off. Like last night, I couldn’t sleep thinking of Baby Angel. Yes, we decided to name this baby, Baby Angel. If only I had not been overconfident, acted like a demonfied bitch, Baby Angel would still be alive. Sigh! I practically treated my tummy with more care after I found out I was pregnant. I slowed down, moved with care gently, graciously day after day until Princess was born.

Ladies out there, mommies to be… honestly, never ever take things for granted! Or you will live to regret it forever!

P/S: If we were to have baby no 3, I do hope Baby Angel will reincarnate to be with us again.

Weekends

Weekends nowadays consist of sewing, cooking and TV series, aside from the usual house chores. It is, honestly, therapeutic and fulfilling, compared to window-shopping or loafing around. Staying home is the best remedy, especially since on a tight budget, also catching up on old stuffs, spending more time with Minnie and, of course, saving more $$$. I get to complete my old sewing projects! But, alas, my Angels have grown up on me >.< perhaps need to sell it off then. Glee has reached Season 3 and I’m trying to catch up, just reached Season 2. Can’t wait for Hair Battle Spectacular Finale coming Sunday!!! Tuning into The Voice, ahem, especially Adam Levine. Need I say more??? Digging out my books too… Sophie Kinsella, Stephanie Meyer, Patricia Cornwell, Nicholas Sparks… they have been waiting for me for years! So many to read up!!! I’ve been brushing up my cooking skills too! Whipping up, at times, weird concoctions but hey! It turned out alright! *grinning widely* How I wish weekends are longer, like 5 days, and weekdays are just 2 days. Ain’t that great? *wishful thinking*

See my bundle of cloths… accumulated through the years, waiting for me to sew… I wasn’t kidding ya

Some of the sewing which I managed to complete, wished I could do more before I start participating in bazaars again:

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I guess as I grow older, I’m more easily contented. More to come, need to top up first though… zippers, ribbons, buttons…

Valentine’s Day

Hubby always say everyday is Valentine’s Day. We don’t need to join the jam nor crowd for expensive yet tasteless dinner. We shouldn’t support over-priced florists and gifts too.

Although with a heavy heart, I have to agree with him. Valentine’s Day means celebrating love. Don’t we celebrate and appreciate our love everyday? Or we just celebrate our love for 1 day out 365 days? It makes sense, right?

As such, I prefer celebrating more important dates like our wedding anniversary and birthdays which are more meaningful and relevant. Agree?

However, Hubby did make an effort to make me feel appreciated last Tuesday ^.*

Fried rice with love...

Yeap! We came home from work, he went straight to the kitchen and whipped up a fried rice for me ♥ ♥ ♥

My home-cooked dinner for Hubby the weekend before Valentine's:

My gift for Hubby... cooked with love

RIP Whitney Houston

These few days, news are abuzz with the death of one legendary diva. She has been an iconic singer, model and actress. Such a talented woman with God’s gift of a unique voice. It’s sad that she has to leave this tumultuous world in such a manner.

One can only blame her ex-husband, Bobby Brown, for introducing her to drugs. Since her marriage to him and drugs, her career has started tumbling downwards. She was so hooked on both of them, she just couldn’t see the damage which was slowly and cruelly taking her life and God’s gift to her. I totally can’t understand why her family was unable to stop her, reason with her to leave these bastards sooner! When she finally divorced Bobby, it was too late as the drugs have eaten into her thus no matter how often she tried to stay clean, it will slowly creeps back in. By then, the damage was done as she has lost her golden voice. To think of it, maybe because of that, she has lost her confidence and strength too, hence keep turning back to drugs for support. Is she that lonely? No friends to turn to? No comfy shoulders to cry on? Even her daughter, Bobbi Kristina, has dabbled with drugs! No thanks to such bad influence from parents who lead such example.

So far, nothing has been confirmed of her death, only conclusion was she had drown in her bath tub. Was she too high on drugs that she was not awaken when plummeted into the bath tub? Or she had totally passed out or slipped and fell into the bath tub? Those are just my assumptions, even the toxicology report is not out yet. Reading the news of her just before her death, her last few days in the eyes of the world… my oh my… wasn’t helpful at all. She was in a shamble, looked beleaguering and perhaps lost. I wonder what was in her mind then. What was she thinking? Why the ‘ugly’ side of her? The sad part, she didn’t want to end up like MJ but she has…

I have grown up listening to her songs, especially during my secondary years. I may always be a Mariah Carey fan but I do enjoy listening to Whitney’s songs i.e. One moment in time, When you believe, I will always love you, Greatest love of all… mostly ballads.

Whitney, may you find peace and serenity, finally. God bless…

KFC chaos

The recent incident in KFC could be an isolated one but it proves to the world that the term ‘Customer is always right’ has no value whatsoever anymore. At one glance, it may looked like customers have no right to be served with respect nor dignity at all! It makes me wonder what do these workers learnt about Customer Service. I wonder if they had ever gone for training in the first place! Do they go for refresher courses yearly too? Including the managers?

On the other hand, was the customer being rude? Did the customer speak harshly to the workers? Well, after queuing for more than an hour with 0 chicken, I would have lashed out at the workers too. Come on! We are all human beings, not animals! Imagined if we had switched places, the workers would have felt the same anger brewing as the customer! I wonder how come the workers didn’t estimate the amount of chicken against the volume of customers. They don’t have such practice in place? If they had done that, they could have prevented such untoward incident in the first place. They could informed the customers beforehand. As such, the customers would not have queued for more than an hour. All this are ‘domino effect’ and ‘work smart’ lah!

Not only the workers, even the manager was to blame! Come on! Being in charge of the branch meaning you will have to face the music! Instead, he allowed the worker to lash out at the customer… he also avoided the customer… he even did not prevent his worker from bashing the customer! 

In my opinion, the person most responsible for this fracas is the manager in charge. In such environment, the manager should have met with the customer and calmed him down. Also perhaps try to find a way to compensate/ pacify the customer. This is all in his power to do so. He would have prevented all this from happening in the first place. It is his duty and responsibility. A responsible person would have responded and resolved the issue efficiently.

Well, this is just my opinion after reading the newspapers of the incident and am not aiming nor pointing fingers. I could be wrong as I wasn’t there to witness it. CCTV footage would definitely help as evidence of the incident and not the public’s recording as it may not have the front nor back footage. It could also be taken out of context. Lets hope KFC will resolve this amicably.

‘With great power comes great responsibility’

MPOV: War Horse

In Devon, England, a boy called Albert Narracott watches the birth of a thoroughbred foal and watches with admiration the growth of the young horse, galloping through the fields at his mother's side. Much to the dismay of his mother, Rose, Albert's father, Ted, buys the colt at auction, despite a friend pointing out a more suitable plough horse for his farm. The desire to spite his landlord, Lyons and then retain his pride, being the apparent motivations for Ted to make higher and higher bids for the colt. The high cost of the horse means he is unable to pay rent to Lyons, who threatens to take possession of the farm if the money is not paid by the autumn. Ted promises to meet the deadline, suggesting he could plough and plant a lower, rock-filled field with turnips. Albert names the horse Joey and devotes much time to training him. Albert's best friend, Andrew Easton, watches as Albert teaches his colt many things, such as to come when he imitates the call of an owl by blowing through his cupped hands.

Ted, who has a bad leg from a war injury, is frequently shown drinking alcohol from a flask he carries. Rose shows Albert his father's medals from the Second Boer War in South Africa, where Ted served as a sergeant with the Imperial Yeomanry. Ted was severely wounded in action, and received the Distinguished Conduct Medal for bravery under fire. She gives Albert his father's regimental pennant, telling Albert that his father is not proud of what he did during the war, and that he had thrown the flag and medals away, though Rose saved and kept them hidden.

Albert trains Joey for the plough and, to his neighbours' astonishment, prepares a stony hillside field to plant with turnips. However a rainstorm destroys the turnip field, so to pay the overdue rent (and without telling Albert), Ted sells Joey to Captain Nicholls, a young cavalry officer, as World War I breaks out. When Albert finds out he confronts the officer and begs for him not to take the horse. Nicholls promises he will take care of Joey as his own horse and hopefully will return him after the war. Albert tries to enlist in the army, but is too young. Before the captain leaves with Joey, Albert ties his father's pennant to Joey's bridle.

The above taken from Wikipedia.

At first, I thought that this was another Horse Whisperer kind of movie but I was wrong. Surprisingly directed by Steven Spielberg, it was beautifully acted, storyline was fulfilling with meaningful dramatic moments. This may be another war epic motion picture but totally different especially with the strong and courageous Joey, the hero horse. Totally ♥ Joey!

7 thumbs up out of 10

Hubby’s birthday

As I ran out of ideas (and also $$$, sshhh) on what to get for Hubby, I’ve decided to cook some nice meals for his birthday ^.^ You all know I’m not a fantastic cook so I try my level best lah… to serve him nice dinners once he comes back from work ^.*

Pre-birthday dinner:

Took this pix mid-way through dinner, cabbage soup with ‘kong yui chi’, stir-fried pork with ‘mui choy’ and fried egg.

Birthday dinner:

Steamed cat fish with taucu and chinese cabbage soup.

Hubby also received a small cutesy cake from his colleague, Esther. So sweet of her ^.^

Post birthday dinner:

Stir-fried carrot, arrowroot and cuttlefish and ‘choy kuon’ soup. Hubby marinated and cooked wild boar meat with honey.

Hope he enjoyed my dishes. May this water dragon year brings lots of joy and laughter, loads of wealth and good health to him. Love ya…

Note: you can get my recipes here

Facebook Freebie Friday

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